Finally free
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There is nowhere to put this heartbreak.
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When I slow down and lie down
At the end of my day
Grief crawls back into my bed
And holds me like you were going to
Cradling my head
I rest on his shoulder and cry
Why did you have to, have to die?
You were the happy ending I needed
Now gone
And what about yours?
You were so strong
I don’t know the reason
I don’t think I ever will
Maybe just God’s love and mercy
It’s a solace to know
You’re an angel
Even though now I’m alone
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don’t mind my sad poetry. x
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Dear Justus,
I miss you so much. I am listening to our playlist right now. I haven’t written you a card in so long, but you know I never stop writing and talking about you. I miss sending songs to each other and waking up and falling asleep to your texts. I miss getting a million texts from you and whole paragraphs. I miss telling you about my day and hearing about yours.
I look at the moon and stars every night and remember you--remember how we talked into the late hours of the night. I love you!
I have never found a friend like you and I don’t think I ever will.
I have been doing well. I know you would be so proud of me for trying new things and not giving up. I’m in my third class of my masters program and I feel like I’m finding my place at work. Tennis has taken a backseat for now, but I’m going to dedicate more time to it starting next week.
I am going to live my life to the fullest for you. We will see each other again. I still have so much to tell you.
Love always,
Michelle
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Dear Justus,
I am still struggling. I think I struggle most with the fact that life is still so beautiful without you. Life was so beautiful while you were in it. You are still in my life. In every moment. In everything I do. I am still hopeless devoted and in love with you.
I just hate that I cannot talk to you. I talk to you in my head, through my letters and poems. But I cannot talk to you like I used to.
I have so much to tell you. About tennis, my new job, about school. About the man I kissed and how awful it was. About all of the kind people cheering me on. I don’t want to die anymore.
You were my happy ending. And now you are not. But I know we will see each other again. And hold each other like we always dreamed of.
I will show you all of the poems and essays I wrote about us. I will love you for as long as I am alive.
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I had an amazing day today
what a relief
despite all the sadness of missing you
the absence
the pain
the dull noise
the echoes
grief is a wave rushing back in
at night--
our time
my life is so empty without you
despite all of the blessings I have
why did you have to go
I know I know I know
it was always your time to go
you were just waiting to meet me first
I know I know I know
I was left behind
to do good things with my time
and I'll do them in your name
you are in everything I do
and everything I say
and everything I feel
I wish I could tell you all of the amazing things
that happened to me today
but I'm sure you already know
and you probably brought them my way
I know we’ll be together again one day
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please, keep writing. keep drawing. keep painting. please keep making your art no matter how many may try to push you down. the world does not have nearly enough artists.
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my day is slow--
when i am not speaking to someone
i have to sit with the feeling of missing you
process the fact that i miss you
understand that you are gone
it’s like this echoing
that you aren’t here anymore
you are not here to cheer me on
to calm me down from anxiety
to tell me you are always here
i miss everything about our friendship
you feel so far away
we feel like a memory
i don’t want it to be this way
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i miss everything about you
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missing you
i guess it’s the little things that will help me feel better
talking with my therapist
poetry books
reading the poems you wrote me
listening to our playlist
watching the sunrise/sunset
looking up at the moon & stars
going to the beach
traveling
eating ice cream
texting your mother
talking with friends
writing poems
wearing flannel that reminds me of you
of you of you of you
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The honor of creating something beautiful, something that helps me, something that helps others, the honor of paying homage to life
What inspires you to write poems?
The
white-
tipped wings
of nouns, hunting
for adjectives across
the rolling blue tide of verbs-
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Thank you for opening your heart to me
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this is anxiety
still working on my to do list even though i would rather just stay in bed
working towards a better future when i would rather just stop feeling this way
fighting the urge to pull out my hair
tear off my skin
throw everything against the wall
scream at the top of my lungs
break all the vases of glass on the ground
and then walk on the pieces just to feel something
i’m trying i’m trying i’m trying
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do you remember?
do you remember feeling so out of place you hid in your apartment all four years? do you remember not speaking out loud to anyone for days and not thinking the slightest thing about it? do you remember reading your library books from sun up to sun down, the days blurring by? do you remember writing and typing so many new worlds onto that cheap little laptop of yours? do you remember eating cereal at all hours of the night? do you remember that little room filled with plastic plates and your childhood books and all the things you’ve lost since then? do you remember? do you remember?
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i so fragile right now
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